The chief concubine of the foodie king

Chapter 276
In the small pavilion downstairs, bursts of laughter came.

Jian Xunchuan was leaning on the grand teacher's chair with a wine glass in his hand, his eyes that had been frosted for many years turned out to be crooked at this moment, and the corners of his mouth were crooked, unable to close at all.

Yan Xichen and Yan Yan'an were laughing so hard that they slapped the table desperately. They didn't have the composure and stability that a person standing at thirty should have.

Feng Yihua shook his head and smiled slightly, the two wet drops in the corners of his eyes proved how happy he was smiling before.

"Whose idea came up with this? It's amazing!" Yan Xichen asked with difficulty after taking a deep breath.

"It's me!" Feng Youyue, who was only eight years old, raised her hand in response.

Everyone looked sideways, surprised in their eyes, how could it be him?
Feng Yihua nodded, "This idea was really thought up by Lele."

"Hmph, after I saw Uncle Huang pretending to be sick, I was thinking that if Aunt Yan knew the truth, she would definitely be angry and blame us for deceiving her together. So I don't want to become a lying child because of Uncle Huang. Uncle Huang punished Lele because of Aunt Yan's portrait..." The little face was upright.

Yan Xichen rolled his eyes, oh my god, it's really the waves of the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead, he is already the wave that died on the beach.

This little baby's ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense is really improving day by day, obviously he wants to take revenge on Feng Yibei, and he still speaks so grandly.

A year ago, because of being too playful, Lele broke into Feng Yibei's study and flipped some things.

With Feng Yibei's love for Lele, it's nothing to flip through the gadgets, but that day, Lele didn't know what he was thinking, and even took down Yan Jin's portrait, and even painted a few more pictures on the portrait. Pen.

This behavior naturally stimulated Feng Yibei's most sensitive nerves. For this reason, he was furious, and even punished Lele severely, making the seven-year-old Lele kneel quietly outside the hall for half the night until he died due to exhaustion. fall.

Thinking about it now, Feng Youle must have some resentment towards Feng Yibei and Yan Jin in his heart, that's why he took this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill two birds with one stone, and his father Feng Yihua was an accomplice.

"Lele, aren't you afraid that Aunt Yan will come and deal with you if you do this? You have never seen Yan Jin's way of manipulating people. After you have seen it, you will know what it means to be miserable and devoid of conscience, and you will know yourself. How pure and kind!" Yan Yanan bent down and gently slandered another woman in front of an eight-year-old child.

"Really?" The faint female voice intervened.

Yan Xichen was startled, then turned around and smiled coquettishly at the woman by the door, "Aren't I scaring the children? Don't take it too seriously!"

Yan Jin just nodded, walked in, passed the crowd, and stopped in front of Jian Xunchuan.

Jian Xunchuan lowered his head and pretended to sip tea with some trepidation, and secretly raised his eyes to look at Yan Jin, and the two legs that were originally raised were unconsciously exchanged.

Yan Jin didn't speak, just stared at the top of Jian Xunchuan's head condescendingly.

Jian Xunchuan grimaced, knowing that he couldn't hide, so he simply put the teacup on the table.

Standing up, pointing at Feng Yihua, "Sister, if you want to blame, blame him! All this is done by his precious son!"

Feng Yihua shot over with a sharp gaze, this kid is selling his friends for glory!
Yan Jin turned around and looked at Feng Yihua, then at Feng Youyue.

In the end, I turned back and looked at Jian Xunchuan, "Even if everything is done by Lele, even if you are not a participant, you can't just keep telling me nothing! The worst thing is, when I open the door to call maids or attendants to come in When I was helping, there was not even a single ghost!"

Yan Jin felt his stomach churning when he thought of what he had personally experienced before, it was so disgusting!

"Sister, you can't blame me for this. After all, he is the king of a country, right? Of course he doesn't want outsiders to know about this kind of thing. The more people know about it, the greater the possibility of leaking , the greater the loss to Longyan." Jian Xunchuan gave me the most innocent expression.

Yan Jin curled her lips, knowing that this group of people was wearing a pair of pants collectively at this time, and she was isolated.

She walked in front of Feng Yihua, forced a smile, "It's not my father's fault! Since it was Lele's idea, then it's up to you to bear the consequences! Go, take out the suit from the room Clean it up!"

Feng Yihua's face turned pale for a while, and he took a step back, "Why do you need to ask me to do this kind of thing myself, just call a servant!" Thinking of the clothes with golden or black secretions, he also felt nausea.

"Hey, can I call someone? Didn't I say that outsiders should not know about this?" Yan Jin asked pretending to be surprised.

"I won't go anyway!" Feng Yihua sat down on a chair.

"Then send someone among you!"

In an instant, everyone was sticking to the wall.

Looking at this group of people who are smarter than monkeys, Yan Jin is not in a hurry, "If you don't send someone in to get it, what about the clothes? It stinks in the room? Or ask Yibei to send it out by himself?"

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, finally Feng Yihua got up, just when everyone thought he was going to kiss him, he pointed at Lele, "Go, it's up to you to take care of Uncle Huang for the idea you came up with." take out your dirty laundry."

Lele pouted, "Unload the mill and kill the donkey."

Even though he was unwilling in every possible way, he still walked towards Feng Yibei's room with small steps.

In the eyes of everyone, he raised his little hand and knocked on the door, "Uncle Huang, my father told you to take out the dirty clothes!"

Everyone petrified.

All the way back to the palace without a word.Feng Yibei's face was dark all the time, wishing to push those dog friends out of the Meridian Gate to Fa-rectification, how dare he let his face sweep the floor!
In Kyoto, the court ministers bowed down to greet him.The only thing that made Feng Yibei feel gratified was that the news didn't seem to be leaked, and the ministers looked at him normally.

Empress Tang appeared in front of the main palace with the help of the palace maid.

When she saw Yan Jin, she was still startled, this woman is still so young.

She had seen this charming face in front of Feng Yibei's study countless times, and hated this face countless times in the dark night, all because of this face, Feng Yibei kept it for 12 years, It also made her even cut off the hope of holding grandchildren.

Now that this face actually appeared in front of her eyes, she felt as if she had passed away.

Yan Jin looked at Empress Tang, but was also speechless for a while.

Today's Empress Tang is over sixty years old, the beauty is late, and the beauty is no longer, but from her slightly sunken eyes, Yan Jin still sees the unwelcoming as always.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Jin stepped forward to bless her slightly, "The Empress Dowager is a thousand years old!"

She is no longer Yun Yurou, so she no longer calls Empress Tang her mother-in-law, and she doesn't have to make mistakes.

(End of this chapter)